Even when we hate each other, we'll always be a family.

Stuck? What a funny little word. Forks get twisted in the drawer and get STUCK together; tape twists around when you`re wrapping presents and get STUCK together; you stick your tongue to the metal post in the winter and they get STUCK together; people meet, fall in love, have kids, break up and still, they're STUCK together. Why do we say "stuck"? Why do we use a term that sounds so negative? If people can be amicable and friendly, even if they're faking it, it's not really stuck is it. Babies aren't sticky, they don't make one person stay or leave...ok, babies are sticky at times but that's a physical sticky like when Little Man Meatball paints his sisters with his Mum-Mum cookies. Those things are like baby cement. ...Oh man, losing train of thought here. Why does the phone only ring when I'm writing??

I guess what this short little rant I've got going on here is trying to say is this:

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"Let's not get stuck. Let's pretend we love each other even if we don't, let's pretend to be friends even if we aren't. It's a limited amount of time that they see us together now so let's pretend nothing changed, just for a few minutes. Let them see that we are adults who can work through anything, that can be friends no matter what situations arise, that can put the drama aside and smile at our babies.

It's really not that hard to do, not a hard task at hand. We can agree to fight and bicker and argue elsewhere but not in front of our children. They are the ones who are hurting more than you or I, they are the ones who have mini-broken hearts at the loss of what they thought were two loving parents. They still have two very devoted, caring parents even if they aren't loving one another anymore. Whose to say that a six-year-old's wish of you coming home will never come true but for now, just for now...let's put them first before anyone or anything else. They have never needed us more than when we became divided like we have. They need our undivided attention so they don't feel at fault, ashamed or take the blame for all those silly things that we could just never work out.

So, let us be friends even if we aren't, let's love one another even if we don't; just for a few minutes, for them. We will always be a family when it comes to them so, let's not be divided in front of them but stand together as we once did so they can see just how important they are to us. Hate me when you leave, love me when you're here. We`ll only have stronger, better children for it."

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Did any of that make sense...probably not. This was supposed to be a short, small filler post to keep the blog going until writing stopped being a chore but I guess it became a little more than that didn`t it. Ahhh well...what can I do (insert question mark here, my keyboard has once again decided to go wonky). I promised when I first starting writing this that it would be a completely unedited, left-brain exercise in writing and I would publish what was written so, here you go guys...an unedited look into my break-up.

Oh you gossip hungry assholes are eating this post up!!